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Bathed in Satie...
I reluctantly came up for air
The rhythmic pulses . . .
Intertwined with mine
The soul’s welcome guest
All year round
Reluctantly I came up for air
Bathed in Satie
I restarted the day anew
Friday 4th July 2025 11:13 am
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